Songtext von Max Caster (feat. Westside Gunn)

Let me tell you how life been recently Statik selektah Let me tell you how life been recently Gangsta I'm fresh back from Italy Shootin' videos with my superstar artists in milan Took moms to venice Bought her a ninety-thousand dollar chandelier With that murano glass Me, me and lake in lake como, he with wifey I'm drivin' a motorboat gettin' motorboated Flygod Ayo, the almighty strict about the almighty dollar Know niggas got locked up by ka— (flygod) Ayo, the almighty strict about the almighty dollar Know niggas got locked up by ka— (flygod) Ayo, the almighty strict about the almighty dollar Know niggas got locked up 'by kamala Know niggas got a free comma from Trump Blew it, then started robbin' niggas the next months Bullets flew off his head, gave my shooter a chest bump Bad guy, I'm out in Grammy week with my shit tucked Bad guy, I'm out in fashion week with my shit When you layin', nigga, hit me, got a brick or a bitch Got a gun, got a vest, head shot, lot of mess, I'm proud of myself Eight-hundred k on my neck, I'm proud of myself (ah) House, I paid two-mill' cash You better pray, you don't want this beam on your ass The king of all kings In all black, out the sky like sting, I live by the ring (ah) Fourth rope master Next all in, me vs. Max caster (ah) Fuck y'all, guess who got the last laugh though My homie from the d call me his baby, 'cause it's mad love Trench on, black bottega gloves, black snub (ah) St. Regis, in my towel, gettin' a back-rub (super flygod) Super flygod Still praying Virgil, we miss you Try all you want, hahaha You niggas can't do this